This story only borrows the universe from Shakugan no Shana, and rather
few of the characters.
This prologue was written at the advice of a more experienced writer than
me and serves to set the scene of the story. Feel free to skip this if you
wish.
None of the Original Characters appear after this. Nor do any major plot
events.
Important note: When a Torch disappears, only direct evidence of the
Torch's existence is destroyed. As shown in a Season 1 episode, a
disappearing Torch disappears from pictures, but the picture itself does
not.
The Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed Hunter leapt over the rooftop easily, the
Rinne's presence shining like a beacon in her senses.
There it is! She drew her blade in a swift flick of the arm and landed on it,
blade down. With a wail, the Rinne burst into the characteristic blue flame
and dissipated.
"You've improved. It only managed to take out one. " The voice came from
mid-air.
"It was weak," Shana voiced to seemingly no one in particular, "A Torch
then, as usual. "
The consumed girl reappeared, seemingly no different from before. Her
expression still held the panic at the bullies rounding on a boy some ways
in front of her.
"Hmph! Our job is done here. Let's go, Alastor. "
"Yes. "
